"You only get to practice those when they come up. But sometimes they do, and then you practice." Bull smiled, and somehow it made him seem less fearsome, less dangerous. He liked children, and Jack was particularly curious and eager to better himself. He could already imagine the tamassrans keeping an eye on him, gauging where he might end up, what duty he would be best suited for.

Not a soldier.

"Do you not like talking to people when you're sad?"